The Alpha's Daughter

Chapter 6

I planned on locking myself in my room, but Michael and Savannah came busting in, screaming that it was time for me to get my depressed looking butt off my pink satin sheets and start getting ready. Michael and Savannah dragged me over to the Harries' residence saying that everything was already accounted for.

My father, Andy and Mason were out on business, while both my mom and Aunt Sofia had their girl's night at Savannah's living room. I didn't complain as I got ready in Savannah's room. I needed the distraction because every time I let my mind wander, I realized that Titus was the main star of my very hormonal mind. Let's just say that my mind conjured a lot of heated naked encounters with the one and only.

Savannah was gorgeous. Every inch of her body screamed perfection as she wore a silver glittery tube top that stuck to her like a second skin, leaving her flat stomach bare, and as for the bottom, she pulled up a pair of black studded shorts. Her hair was in a ponytail, sprayed to perfection, which looked like it could survive a typhoon.

My best friend didn't take no for an answer as she forced me to wear a pink laced dress that showed off all of my curves. Really, this woman. It was as if she knew my body more than I did. Huffing, I curled my hair and did my make up while I grabbed a pair of black stilettos.

I studied myself in the mirror, proud that I looked quite decent. When Savannah was done checking my outfit and face, she smiled with triumph before swinging her door wide open to reveal a dozed off Castiel who was sprawled across the floor, his mouth open.

Savannah shoved him rather roughly making him jump up, but sleep still sipping through his eyes. He smiled at me goofily, scratching the back of his head. We made our way down, waving goodbye to our mothers as we got out of the house to be greeted by the other boys.

Savannah rode with Josh while Michael rode with Castiel and I, saying that he had the most exhausting week of his life and that he was going to get so smashed beyond compared that he needed a ride.    

The drive to the bar was quite long, but needless to say, I'm quite excited. I needed to get out and pry my mind away from perving about Titus.

Everything was in full swing when we finally arrived at the club. Cars were parked everywhere and there was this really long line right in front. The club is owned by a fellow werewolf we were really close with so we easily cut through the lines. The bouncer let us in without a word, nodding his head at us. I had to hand it to Michael for having connections when it comes to parties and drinking.

The place was packed as drunken sweaty bodies danced with the blaring music. Werewolves were everywhere and there wasn't a single human which was ultimately cool since we didn't have to hide ourselves. I stared momentarily, dazzled as neon lights danced through the club.

Michael took my arm as he ushered us all to a VIP booth on the side. My friends and I sat down on the red comfy chairs. Josh raised his arm up, getting the waitress attention as he ordered us some drinks. All throughout the entire time, Castiel's arm was draped around my waist like he was scared that I'd suddenly vanish from his side.

Michael and Josh found themselves discussing their plan of action on how to tap as many girls as possible, even though they didn't really need a plan because knowing them they'd have girls begging at their feet.

The night was filled with hours of dancing and laughing. Castiel was still seated at our booth with several others from our pack already drunk and hazy as they laughed about something. Josh and Michael, the two man w****s, were busy grinding with some random girls and might I just add that those girls are about the 9th or 10th group that they'd just finished body worming with.

I, on the other hand, was on the dance floor with Savannah as we happily danced and jived with the music. We'd been dancing with our fellow female pack member for a while when I found myself meeting a pair of eyes that were burning into me and gasped when I realized who it was.

There, seated on the other side of the club, was none other than the boy I'd been perving about for the past week. His eyes were dark and lustful, taking in every inch of me. I had to remind myself to breathe. He was breathtaking. I still can't believe I was mated with someone so utterly handsome that you'd find yourself lost for words.

I turned away from him, leaving Savannah to dance with the other girls as I made my way to the bar to order a drink. I sat myself down on an empty stool. Thankfully, the bartender took notice of me as I ordered my margarita. I fanned myself with my hand, feeling hot all over when I noticed the guy that was sitting beside me.

I glanced at him to find him staring at me with a disgusting look in his eyes. I rolled my eyes at the boy as I mentally begged the bartender to hurry up. From the corner of my eye, I saw the boy try to reach for me. I cringed, waiting for his sticky hand to make contact, only it didn't.

I faced him, expecting the guy to say some horrible remark. To my surprise, I saw his hand being held in an iron grip.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Titus threatened, his voice deep and commanding, sending shivers down my spine. Titus looked as though he was about to snap the boy's arm in two.

The boy couldn't get away fast enough as Titus finally let go of his bruised arm. I turned to face him, feeling suddenly confident with myself. Thank you margarita number five! He looked down at my bare legs lustfully, then went back to meet my eyes.

Titus suddenly leaned forward. "You shouldn't be alone." He whispered huskily, his hot breath tickling the sides of my face.

My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him. He was wearing a plain white shirt over a leather jacket with dark faded jeans. Even with the jacket on I could still see the muscles that clung to his shirt. My heart was beating so fast I was sure that he could hear it from where he was standing.

I slowly brought my eyes to his face. Oh lord, smite me now. He was smirking at me playfully with his eyes dark with emotion. I stared shamefully at his full lips that looked so delicious. I had to beg myself to not jump his bones like girls all over seemed to be doing. "Like what you see?" He teased, bringing his hand to my thigh. No words could express how good it felt.

He stepped forward, waiting for me to stop him or swat his hand away, but I didn't. I loved it. I don't know why I thought avoiding this boy would help me get over him or something, but the moon goddess knows how painful it was to be away from him.

His scent hit me as he took another step closer. He smelled so good. I bit my lower lip to stop it from trembling. Titus' eyes flashed suddenly with what I could only imagine was longing, his lust-filled eyes staring at my lips. I took everything in; his perfect high cheek bones, his strong angular jaw, and don't get me started on his broad shoulders.

It was then that I did something that I never could imagine me doing... I kissed him.

Yes, I kissed Titus Cohen, the Alpha of the Shadow Fang. And let me tell you, fireworks and sparks did not come close to what I was feeling. At first he was shocked that I actually had the balls to kiss him, but then he started to kiss me back.

The kiss was desperate and filled with desire as he devoured me with his lips. Titus' kiss was demanding and utterly possessive as I felt one of his arms find their way to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer to him while the other stroked my leg. He bit my lower lip, begging for entrance. Electric shocks coursed through me as I responded with equal vigor. I felt like I was on fire.

Never in my entire life have I lost in anything, but for the first time in my life, I never felt so good in losing. I ran my fingers through his tousled, messy black silk hair. We were chest to chest as I felt his muscles tense through his shirt. I felt momentarily dizzy from the contact.

I don't know how long we kissed like that, but when we finally came up for air, he trailed hot kisses to my jaw and down to my neck, making me shudder with pleasure. I tugged on his hair, which only seemed to make him go on a frenzy as I trembled at his touch.

It was all over for me when he purposely kissed the spot where marks were usually placed, making my body scream with the pleasant chills to the point where I wanted to rip his shirt off. I brought his lips back to mine, hungrily kissing him as he deepened the kiss.  My arms found themselves clutching on his back, feeling every narrow line and indention.

I let out a gasp as one of his hands softly stroked underneath my skirt, my whole body was tingling with warmth. I never wanted this to end. At one point he grew tired of me just lamely sitting down on the stool so he carried me up to him; my legs wrapped around his torso. I heard a deep growl coming from Titus' chest, making me feel even more warm than I already was.

I could feel his muscles tighten at the close proximity as the only thing that stood between us was our thin clothes. I was willing to kiss him all night, but then I heard someone call my name.

"GAB, WILL YOU STOP MAKING OUT WITH YOUR PILLOW?!"

It sounded like Savannah, but that couldn't be right, Savannah was dead ass drunk. It's impossible maybe it's-

 "I SWEAR TO GOD, GAB, I WILL VIDEO TAPE YOU IF YOU DON'T OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES!" The voice shrieked again.

Open my eyes? I already had them open. Suddenly, Titus' figure started to blur and suddenly the club started morphing into my room. Wait- No. NO. Oh my god. Did I just have a dirty dream about Titus?

Finally opening my eyes, I was greeted by a flushed faced Savannah clutching her asian DVDs like they were her children. Oh dear god, smite me now.  "Really Gabi? Wet dreams when I'm in the same bed as you?" She cringed. "At least tell me that you had them because of our marathon about my dear hot Asians?" Savannah looked so hopeful it was almost disturbing.

I flung a pillow at her. "I did not have wet dreams about your men." I growled, covering my eyes. The room was way too bright for my liking.

"Keep telling yourself that. Your tears from yesterday's movie proves otherwise, my dear best friend." Savannah pressed. Yes, okay. I did cry but that's only because they were finally going to be together then suddenly, BAM! The guy dies.

Who wouldn't cry with that story?! It's emotionally impossible.

When I didn't reply to her, she opened my pink curtains even further, bringing more light through the room and making me groan and twist around trying to avoid the light. "Wake up, Gabi. It's already 10 am. It's family day."

-

Sunday was family and friends time, as Michael, Josh, Castiel, Savannah and I would spend our whole day at the local cafe. We'd always done this since forever ago. It was like tradition since sometime ago because of all the different things we have going on, we didn't have time to catch up.

Savannah eventually started the 'Sunday Family Friends Time' and surprisingly, no one has ever missed a day of it.

Today, Castiel was being a lot clinger than usual, and after that kiss with Titus -in my dream- I kinda felt almost repulsed by Castiel. The thought of breaking up with him suddenly crossed my mind which I shook away. What were Titus and I anyway? He meant nothing to me now. Castiel was the one I had to pay attention to.

"So, it's decided then. We're joining the Westhill's sports team." Savannah said, finishing a speech I literally spaced out on.

Everyone except Castiel agreed. I looked up to see everyone looking at me, waiting for me to vote, so I said yes. That's how you vote right? Where most of the people are siding on? No? Oh well.

"What now, Cassy?" Savannah said, annoyed at her brother.

Castiel shrugged his shoulders, looking bored. "The football team sucks."

"No, it doesn't. They have the best football team and you know it." Josh exclaimed, laughing at Castiel's poor excuse to avoid joining his rival team.

Castiel shot Josh an angry look which Josh ignored.

"Face it, dude. C'mon, let's just join the team. Think of it as spying on the enemy." Michael persuaded, elbowing Castiel on the side.

Castiel sighed, nodding and looking away from them. Ever since the dawn of time Castiel has always been the best at his sport. They win every game back at Auburn, but then when finals come along Westhill would always beat the pulp out of the team.

The group then started discussing about try outs tomorrow and the likes as I tuned them out again and thought of Titus. Yes, I'm obsessed. Who would have thought that one dream could make me go all perverted on him.